Castor had been to the Flight Chamber on a regular basis during the past month, so what was so special about this time? But Aquila pulled Castor quickly along as if his life depended on it.

"Aquila, what happened back there? What about the testing?" Castor asked as he tried to catch his breath.

But Aquila seemed to be wondering the same thing, "I thought for sure..." he started, but then shook his head dismissively. "Don't worry about it, Castor. I'm sure it was nothing...maybe it was a pre - examination of sorts. They do that you know." His pace slowed as they entered the room. The Flight Chamber almost acted like a gate. It was the main connector between the Human Realm and the Region of the Angels and only a few of the Angels were permitted to use it. One of the perks of being tutored, though, was that Castor was one of those lucky few who had actually stepped foot in the world below. Usually Castor and Aquila would use this opportunity to fight monsters. Since the Observatory was generally a peaceful setting, many forgot the importance of military training. But Aquila recognized Castor's skill with the sword, so he tried to endorse his pupil's interest as often as he could.

"Going down?" The gatekeeper Josephine asked when Aquila and Castor approached The Door. Aquila nodded.

And they jumped.

Castor hadn't thought about it until they were falling, but Aquila never told him why they were using The Door that day. Usually their monster training was a special treat. But Aquila seemed so sure of where they were going that Castor decided not to bring it up. After all, Aquila had been acting oddly ever since the "false alarm." He kept telling Castor it was nothing and that there was always next term to be promoted, but why did they clap? Castor barely had time to consider this before the hard ground materialized beneath him.

"Just give me a minute." Aquila snapped as he wiped his forehead, it had begun to rain.

Aquila wandered off over to the left, so Castor decided to take a seat. He soon realized that these grasslands seemed familiar to him. "Where are we?" He wondered, "I don't see any monsters." When Castor finally decided to speak up, he turned to an empty valley. Aquila was no where to be seen.

"Aquila?"